When Rebecca was having lunch, Veronica came home crying and ran to her room.

Rebecca followed her into the room with a worried look on her face. Veronica had jumped onto her bed and buried her face in the pillow as tears kept flowing out.

“Veronica,” Rebecca sat down and grabbed her arm. “What happened? Why are you crying like this? Did someone say anything bad to you?” Blood rushed into her eyes. While she might ignore insults thrown at her, she found it hard to digest when his sister was the subject of pain. “Tell me his name. I’ll go and put him in his place!”

“Don’t make things worse for me, sis. Just go.”

“Don’t speak like that. Tell me what happened. It will lessen the burden on your heart.”

“Leave me alone, please.”

“Veronica. Nothing will change from crying,” Rebecca sat down and tried to console her. “Only your health will worsen. So, please listen to me. Tell me what happened, and I’ll try to give you a solution.”

After crying some more, Veronica sat up. Rebecca wiped her t